Chapter 5
With a loud cry, I go over the edge, my climax pounding through me, my body jerking and convulsing. His fingers are relentless, fucking and stroking, driving my pleasure even higher. My pussy squeezes his invading digits in harsh contractions as I gasp and groan.
My orgasm goes on for several long moments, and then it’s over, my body calming. Daddy stops moving his fingers but leaves them in me, giving my pussy something to twitch around as I settle down.
fter a few moments Daddy slides my panties all the way down and off, then pulls my nightshirt over my head, leaving me completely naked. I realize we’re not done yet, which makes me very happy.
He pushes things to the sides of his desk, leaving the middle open, then lifts me onto it, so I’m sitting on it facing away from him. He eases met back so I’m lying on my back with my head hanging over the edge.
Now I’m looking at him upside down, and I watch as he unzips his pants and pushes them down slightly, allowing his stiff erection to spring out. It must be some kind of optical illusion, because it can’t possibly be that big.
It’s long and thick, arching solidly up toward the ceiling. The underside is crisscrossed with bulging veins, and the head is oversized and stretched smooth and shiny, almost a shade of purple from his excitement. Below, his heavy looking ballsack hangs, covered in sparse, curly hairs.
He grips his cock at the base and angles it down until the knob is directly in front of my mouth. Then he moves forward, nudging the meaty slit against my lips.
I instinctively slide out my tongue, licking over the tip, tasting the smear of pre–cum on his swollen flesh. His masculine taste goes right to my
brain. setting off my lust again.
I reach back and take hold of his hips and pull him toward me, causing his cock to push into my mouth, riding over my tongue. I lick his shaft as it slides by, my lips stretching around his rigid girth, reminding me I’ve never sucked a cock this big.
He pushes all the way in, almost setting off my gag reflex. Incredibly, only half of him is inside of me, and I’m staring directly at his nutsack. I gently grip his testicles with both hands, rolling them together.
He groans and starts to fuck my mouth, sliding his cock in and out. Each time he reaches the end he pauses, allowing me to lick his cockhead and slurp away his oozing pre–cum, which is slick and salty.
Then he pushes deep, filling my mouth again with his wonderful thickness.
“Oh yeah,” he grunts, “suck my cock, baby. So good.”
This is so surreal. Wasn’t this the same guy who got mad at me an hour or so ago when I dared to joke with him about condoms? And now he was shoving his cock down my throat?
He picks up speed, driving his erection in and out of my willing mouth. coating it with my copious saliva. I continued to fondle his nuts, enjoying his groans of pleasure. My lips are making a lewd slurping sound around his pistoning dick.
“Almost there, baby,” he grunts. “Get ready.”
He doesn’t have to worry, because I’m ready. This is my favorite part about sucking cock. To feel that strong pulse and then the explosion, filling my mouth with hot jizz.
He grips the sides of my head and begins to fuck me harder, getting dangerously close to the back of my throat. I keep my mouth tight, using
suction to hold him like my pussy would, allowing him to use me for his pleasure.
With a loud groan he’s there, and I feel his cockhead swell even bigger against my tongue. Then the first hot spurt explodes, rocketing against the roof of my mouth as his cock throbs powerfully.
Once started, his cum surges into me, and I rapidly swallow, taking his warm seed into my stomach as fast as he jets it onto my tongue. He groans and chuffs, gripping my head tightly as his climax rages.
I hold his balls and feel the last few pulses as they pump his remaining load into my mouth, oozing onto my tongue in soft spurts. I swallow it away and hold his quivering dick in my mouth, feeling that initial slacking of tension as his climax abates.
few minutes later we’re lying together on the couch, both of us naked with me snuggled against his chest. I’m combing my fingers through the dark hair there. I can still taste him on my tongue.
We’re lying quietly, but he finally speaks. “I used to write other things.”
“Like what?”
